Dear Mya,

Yes. I know who you are. Are you angry?

Scorpius

Dear Scorpius,

Angry? No. Surprised and disappointed? Yes. Well maybe that's a lie. I might be a tad angry.

I'm just curious, what did you do? Follow the owls? Dumbledore said that you couldn't but...oh never mind. Were you trying to figure it out?

Mya

Dear Mya,

Not trying. Just happened to figure it out. Look, I'm sorry. I'm not telling anyone. I'd offer to tell you who I am, except I don't really want to. I don't think I want you to know yet.

Sincerely,

Scorpius

Hello Scorpius,

It's okay. I think I'll have more fun trying to figure it out on my own anyway. Thank you for not telling anyone.

I guess the whole thing would have ended at one point or another. I always picture myself meeting you in person. Though I probably have seen you around, I just don't know it. But when I picture actually talking in person there's no face. I just see me, and I know there's someone else there, sitting with me and talking. I know it's you.

Are you upset I ended up being just regular me?

With love,

Mya

Listen Mya,

Two things. One, how could I be upset?

And two, regular you? Is this some sort of test to see if I'm bluffing or not? I'd say you're anything but regular.

Scorpius

Dear Scorpius,

Well maybe it was a test. Maybe I meant it. But you have to admit, I have reason to think you're bluffing. If you know who I am why do you continue to write to 'Mya' why not use my real name?

I still don't have much of an idea as to who you are. My friends are starting to get really peeved that when I sit in the Great Hall and they talk to me I'm too busy looking around.

Love,

Mya

Mya,

My father is...gone. My mother is insane. I don't really have a family and I can't say I like any of my 'friends' very much.

I don't talk to anyone because I don't like anyone. Deep down I have an aching feeling that I don't even like myself as much as I thought I did. I feel like something big has been taken from me. Or maybe it wasn't even there to begin with. I just chose to ignore the empty spot where it should be and filled it with superficial things. They never quite fit right.

I've done terrible things I don't think I'll ever forgive myself for. I ruined my own life.

My childhood was screwed up by my damn awful parents and I'll never get it back.

I'm cold, and distant, and don't care about anyone, or anything.

Scorpius

Mya I wrote this awhile ago. Awhile being several months. I never sent it though. Like you said, I was afraid. Excluding the fact that my father is still gone, (though he can rot in hell. I never want to see him again)and my mother has yet to regain her sanity. I think everything is alright now. I have someone I talk to and that aching feeling was either self-pity or cold-hearted and loneliness. Either way, it's gone.

You close yourself in so you feel alone, but really, you're not alone you just refuse to acknowledge the people around you.

Thanks Mya,

Scorpius

P.S. Mya and your name have some similarity to each other.

Dear Scorpius,

You quoted me. That letter was strong. Everything about it.

So I went back and read each letter you sent me over again. And I've only narrowed it down a bit. I know you are in your seventh year. I suppose you could still be either eighteen or seventeen 're not in Gryffindor. You either used to be a very sour Ravenclaw or a Slytherin. I don't think you're in Hufflepuff though. You're definitely male. And I'm guessing you're on a quidditch team.

There are six boys on the Slytherin team and five on the Ravenclaw.

I've narrowed it down to four who you might be.

Love,

Mya

Dear Mya,

Alright tell me as soon as you figure it out.

Scorpius


Hermione looked around the Great Hall. It couldn't possibly be Chambers could it? She had gone from four possibilities to two. Although those were the only ones who were most likely. Technically it could be anyone in Hogwarts. Scorpius always could have lied.

Her eyes wandered over to the Slytherin table. She had considered him but she wasn't so sure. Draco caught her staring and gave her an uncertain smile. When Hermione didn't return the smile a look of concern crossed his features. Hermione hadn't spoken to Draco for a couple of days now. Or more like he hadn't spoken to her.

Hermione wasn't quite sure what was wrong but she figured it was Draco. He needed his space.

She smiled weakly back at him and slowly Draco rose from his seat and gave her a pointed look before striding towards the doors and leaving the Great Hall.

Hermione followed him out ignoring Ron, Harry, and Ginny's questions of where she was going. She went through the doors and out into the corridor and tried to decide which way Draco would have gone.

However she needn't worry very long since Draco pushed off the wall he had been leaning against and went to stand in front of her.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing."

"I don't believe that for a second."

"I-I don't really care." Hermione went to walk past him and skip his interrogation when he stopped her lightly grabbing a hold of her wrist. She easily could have pulled away, but she didn't. Draco stepped closer to her.

Softly he spoke, "Hermione what's on your mind?"

Hermione began to feel nervous, being that close to him. She kept losing her train of thought and was unable to let anything process completely, her gaze continuing to flick between his stormy grey eyes and the floor. The one thought that slowly overcame her mind was when she almost kissed Draco that night. And how upset and disappointed she had been that Harry had used his map to find her.

All of that was broken as the first bell for classes rang as a warning and students immediately started flooding out of the Great Hall, loudly chattering. Hermione pulled her wrist out from Draco's hand, "I'm going to be late for class."

"Who cares?"

"I do," she lied, because for once she would have rather stayed there with him.

"Fine," he bent and kissed her forehead. "But you'll tell me later."

A/N: Okay I know it's a slow chapter. But I hope the story is going okay for you all to read. For Bernadette Too Lazy To Login I hope this chapter was posted fast enough and you...don't hate me.

Anyways thanks for reading,

Scarlett